My name is Smurf!

Once upon a time in Richmond Hill, Smurf and his brother Jokey were caught red-pawed and whisked off to the indoor social scene. Smurf’s been living the foster life for about 3 months, but before that, he was the neighbourhood’s outdoor sensation, cared for by a local fan.

With a fur coat that’s a fashion-forward mix of black and white, Smurf looks like he’s ready for a night out on the town. His bright yellow eyes pop against his snowy chest, making him the Brad Pitt of the cat world. And those long whiskers? Straight out of a Disney movie or a children’s storybook, where every cat is a dashing hero.

Smurf is on the lookout for a family with the patience of a saint and a knack for giving him the spotlight. Though Smurf and Jokey are siblings, they’re not the clingy type—they’re cool with flying solo. Smurf's open to being adopted into a new home, but he’s got one condition: he wants a buddy, preferably a young cat under 5, to keep him entertained. He’s not just looking for a home; he’s looking for a squad.